Chapter 633: Yang Tianqiong of the Chan Sect

"A great emperor-level warrior has fallen!"

Xiao Yun looked at the fallen corpse from afar, shocked, and his eyes were full of heat.

This is a great emperor-level existence, and an enemy from the prehistoric world, which is completely in line with his principle of collecting corpses.

If he sacrificed such an existence, what kind of skills would he get?

At least it would be an emperor scripture, or even a higher-level skill.

After all, most of the practitioners in the prehistoric world have inheritance. Although this corpse is only at the great emperor level, the skills he practiced may far exceed the great emperor level.

What's more, Xiao Yun has not sacrificed a great emperor-level existence, and maybe there are other gains besides skills.

The great emperor and below the great emperor are two completely different levels, which may bring more benefits to Xiao Yun.

But...

Xiao Yun glanced at the great saints and quasi-emperors in the sky. Obviously, there are more than one person eyeing the corpse of the great emperor.

After all, the value is too great.

Although those strong men didn't care about the corpses of low-level practitioners, they would never ignore the corpse of a great emperor.

Especially the great emperor was wearing a red armor, although it was damaged and there was a big hole on his chest.

But this was an emperor-level armor, even if it was damaged, it was still of great value.

For a moment, the eyes of those great saints and quasi-emperors were red.

"Old Wang, I'll stop them, you go and grab the corpse." A quasi-emperor of the human race roared.

And another quasi-emperor of the human race no longer hid his strength, urged the sword soul in his body, and forcefully killed a quasi-emperor of the prehistoric world, and then rushed towards the corpse of the great emperor.

This person actually practiced the inheritance of the sword master and condensed a powerful sword soul.

Xiao Yun was shocked.

He could see that this quasi-emperor was very powerful. Once the sword soul came out, those quasi-emperors from the prehistoric world were not his opponents at all.

However, there were many quasi-emperors in the prehistoric world, and they all killed the "old king".

More than a dozen Quasi-Emperors surrounded and killed a Quasi-Emperor, but the 'Old Wang' was still not at a disadvantage, so powerful that he really deserved to be the Old Wang next door.

For a while, there was a constant battle in the sky, and both sides were desperately trying to grab the corpse of the emperor.

"What should I do?"

"My blood-colored lotus platform may be able to defend against the attack of a Quasi-Emperor, but it certainly cannot defend against the attacks of multiple Quasi-Emperors."

"If I rush up now, I will definitely become the target of public criticism, and I may not be able to grab the corpse of the emperor."

...

While Xiao Yun was staring at the situation in the sky, he was thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

He didn't want to give up the corpse of the Great Emperor.

But there were too many enemies, and the Great Saint Peak was not qualified to grab the corpse of the Great Emperor, and several Quasi-Emperors had already died.

Xiao Yun hurriedly ran to pick up the fallen Quasi-Emperor corpses. Now everyone in this area had run away, and the Great Saint Peak and Quasi-Emperors in the sky were also in a melee, and no one was competing with Xiao Yun.

Just looking at the corpse of the great emperor that was still falling from the sky, Xiao Yun felt that the corpses of the quasi-emperors he had just picked up were not so attractive.

With the corpse of the great emperor, who would care about the corpses of the quasi-emperors?

Moreover, the skills that were just fed back from the sacrifice were useless. After all, not every cultivation skill in the prehistoric world was useful to Xiao Yun.

"Who killed my junior brother?"

Suddenly, a roar came from a distance, and the majestic imperial power swept over, killing a large number of saints and great saints.

Xiao Yun was shocked to bleed from all seven orifices, and he didn't care about much at the moment, and immediately activated the blood-colored lotus platform, which made him feel much better.

But even so, the blood-colored light shield of the blood-colored lotus platform trembled, as if it was about to collapse.

"Fuck, here comes a big guy!"

Xiao Yun looked at the powerful breath rushing from a distance, retreated at a high speed, and used the life body to recover from his injuries.

He was a little frightened.

If it weren't for his strong Yuanshen, which was comparable to the peak of the Great Saint, he would have died just now, and there was no time to activate the blood-colored lotus platform for defense.

The person who came was definitely a Great Emperor, even stronger than the average Great Emperor.

Not only was Xiao Yun fleeing, but the saints and Great Saints in the distance, and even the peak Great Saints and Quasi-Emperors in the sky, were all fleeing.

"Want to escape?"

"All of you will be buried with my junior brother!"

The powerful aura in the distance had not yet arrived, but a huge hand that covered the sky and the sun had already descended here in advance, covering the entire sky.

Everyone felt the breath of destruction and fled to the distance in panic.

But it was useless. When the huge palm reached out, many peak Great Saints and Quasi-Emperors exploded directly and fell on the spot.

Too strong!

Xiao Yun was also scared and his face turned pale. He used all his strength to activate the blood-colored lotus platform and barely activated the teleportation, which saved him from the disaster.

"Kill!"

A huge divine sword suddenly appeared in the sky in the distance, slashing towards the giant hand that was falling.

Xiao Yun felt a familiar breath, and he narrowed his eyes and saw the 'Old Wang next door'.

This guy was closest to the emperor's body just now, and had no chance to escape. Now he could only fight with his back to the wall.

"You dare to be so presumptuous, just an ant!"

The void was torn apart, and a terrifying figure finally landed here.

His face was blurred, his figure was burly, and he looked at the 'Old Wang next door' with contempt, and pointed at him casually.

"Boom!"

The sword soul of the old Wang next door shattered instantly, and the terrifying finger pierced his body, causing the human swordsman to fall.

Xiao Yun was silent. This is the battlefield. Many people died in the prehistoric world, and many human warriors also fell.

"Go back to the imperial capital quickly. This person is very powerful. I must take action!"

The voice of the seventh prince suddenly came to my ear.

The next moment, a black figure crossed the space and rushed towards the burly emperor.

"Boom!"

The two emperor-level warriors fought for the first time and retreated several steps. They were evenly matched.

The burly prehistoric warrior showed a look of surprise. He looked at the seventh prince opposite and shouted in a deep voice: "I am Yang Tianqiong, the grandson of Yang Jian, the god of war of the Chan Sect. You are quite powerful and qualified to be remembered by me. What is your name?"

"Human race, Chu Ye, the seventh prince of Chu!" The seventh prince said lightly, but when he looked at Yang Tianqiong opposite, his face became extremely solemn.

Generally speaking, the cultivators in the prehistoric world are far inferior to those on their side at the same level, unless they have powerful magic weapons.

But in the previous attack, the person on the other side was able to compete with him with only the strength of his physical body, and did not use any magic weapons at all.

This made the Seventh Prince a little afraid.

"Yang Tianqiong? Yang Jian's grandson?"

In the distance, Xiao Yun also heard Yang Tianqiong's words, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, with a face full of shock.

Yang Jian, that is a big figure in the prehistoric world. Last time he inquired, the other party was already the ultimate quasi-saint, and he could become the next Heavenly Dao Saint at any time.

The most important thing is that the person in front of him is a genuine disciple of the Saint.

"By the way, Yang Tianqiong said just now that the corpse of the emperor was his corpse, so doesn't that mean the owner of this corpse is also a disciple of the Chan Sect?"

Xiao Yun looked at the corpse of the emperor in the distance, and his eyes were red in an instant.

If he got this corpse and sacrificed it to the "Human Gate", wouldn't he get the supreme skills of the Chan Sect?